I Get Up, I Fall Down, All

My Childhood Years Were A Balance Of Dark And Light.

You Don't Pick Dance. Dance Picks You.

The Next Time You Look Into The Mirror, Just Look At The Way The Ears Rest Next To The Head; Look At The Way The Hairline Grows; Think Of All The Little Bones In Your Wrist. It Is A Miracle. And The Dance Is A Celebration Of That Miracle.

It Is Not Your Business To Determine How Good It Is, Nor How Valuable It Is, Nor How It Compares With Other Expressions. It Is Your Business To Keep It Yours Clearly And Directly, To Keep The Channel Open.

Censorship Is The Height Of Vanity.